It is about midnight in Zimbabwe and most are probably fast asleep. Most are probably having sweet dreams with a proper roof above their head. However somewhere in South Africa is a family uncertain of what the future holds, somewhere in the shanty towns of South Africa is a man caught in the horns of a dilemma. Somewhere in South Africa is a fellow brother nursing a wound after being pushed out of a moving train. Indeed the world cup has come. As we draw closer to the final we celebrate teams that made it to this stage of the game. We celebrate teams that have worked hard to book themselves entry into the finals that are due in a few days to come. However one team shivers at the thought of the final whistle, one team trembles at the thought of the end of the final ninety minutes.
This is the team that worked day and night to put up the magnificent stadiums whose spectacle mesmerizes the world. I have no doubt that our fellow brothers and sisters are a part of that team that worked hard. Talk of Mbombela Stadium, Moses Mabhida Stadium and the Soccer City Stadium to mention but a few. It is a pity that some of our fellow countrymen and a host of other foreign nationals find themselves enveloped in fear as unscrupulous elements bay for the blood of foreigners in that country. Shakira sang “Waka-Waka” celebrating the time for Africa. So did the rest of the world. As Zimbabweans we sang along knowing that our time had come. We embraced the spirit of ubuntu as we stood united with our neighbours in this time of glory. We witnessed the kick off at soccer city. We marveled the festivities at soccer city as World Cup fever took its toll. Today l cannot help but shed a tear at the growing sound of brutality coming from that direction. Does ubuntu condone the killing of helpless people in search of a better life? Does ubuntu slaughter fellow brothers and sisters because of a differing click or dialect? Can ubuntu discriminate us according to our presidents? Honestly spare us the horror. Let Soccer City be Soccer City and not Killer City.
It is with a heavy heart to note the recurrence of xenophobic threats to our fellow brothers and sisters in South Africa. It is rather unspeakable and indifferent from the apartheid that stung South Africa less than two decades ago. These are issues that l usually try to avoid but today l was pierced by a friend X on facebook who raised this issue in a way that fuels an orgy of hate speech. I believe it is the duty of every citizen of the world to promote peace and tranquility. It is the duty of think tanks to promote a language of love. Clearly we now live in a world of global interdependence where nations rely on each other in terms of trade and human resource. This does not mean legalizing crime or what is deemed illegal by the law. However where human subjects are involved measures should be taken to avoid a scenario where people’s lives are terminated in the name of job creation. Let us unite against Xenophobia.
Zimbabwe will rise again. She will once again be the breadbasket of Southern Africa if not that of Africa. She may be undergoing challenges at the moment but that does not mean her people are trash. Her people are endowed with a spirit of hard work that works harder even in tougher times. In any case Zimbabwe is on the road to recovery. The rains of reformation will fall so that her pastures will pierce the ground with greener grass. Zimbabwe’s Lands will make paddocks of peace that are free of attacks. Once again the children will play; songs of happiness will be sung as a new era dawns on Zimbabwe. It is possible and it begins with you and me taking the initiative to make our motherland a better place. May the good Lord protect the sons and daughters of Zimbabwe. May He protect them against swords and knives in foreign lands. They passed ports and borders with or without passports to fend for their families. Let no man harm them, let no man burn them, let no man kill them and let everyone say No to Xenophobia.